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Delilah’s smallest French Bulldog Puppy, Doris

Doris, the smallest girl in Delilah’s litter, is now living next door at her Auntie Penelope’s place. Penelope’s puppies are all smaller than Delilah’s (smaller in a ‘petite’ manner, not in an underfed manner), and it’s a kinder, gentler world over there for a puppy who was getting routinely kicked off of the choice nipples by her rowdier siblings. Since the move, Doris has gained a full 100 grams. Yay Doris! Hopefully she won’t teach too many bad habits to Penelope’s kids (who sort of remind me of the Flanders kids, Rod and Todd, from the Simpsons).

As promised, here are videos on both sets of puppies. At the moment, everyone is spoken for except for one single brindle boy from Delilah’s litter. Personally, my favorite guy is Mr. Orange – video explaining why he is my favorite coming soon.

Sorry for the delay between updates – things have been hectic! I have a huge post about last weekend’s Eastern Canada French Bulldog Club Booster coming for tomorrow. For now, though, here are some new photos of Peneleope’s crew of adorably colorful little French Bulldog puppies! Delilah’s photos are coming later today.

As you might already know if you follow me on Facebook, both litters of French Bulldog puppies have arrived at Bullmarket.

Delilah couldn’t wait until Tuesday’s predicted whelping date, and went into labor on Sunday evening. We tried to wait her out until Monday morning, but by 4:00 am it was pretty clear that things were progressing at an alarming rate, so off to the vet we went.

Delilah says “You wanted kids, you can look after them when they get here”.

Well, I think I can finally – safely – say that both Penelope AND Delilah are pregnant. This comes as a surprise, since Penelope has missed three times on previous breedings, and Delilah twice. Honestly, I figured that this time would also be a wash on both of them, and had resolved not to get my hopes up, not to bother with an ultrasound, and not to even bother looking too hard at either of them, for fear of seeing those distressing ‘false signs’ that can drive sane breeders mad.